Things are not good
your girlfriend
is sleeping
with someone else
you pause
on the typewriter
to let it sink in
life is not good
she won't tell you
she's found someone else
it's for you to assume
you pause
to scratch your beard
it's grown long and unkempt
just like your relationship
your girlfriend
has found someone else
for dinner
for lunch
but worst?
for morning breakfast too
after a night
full of intimacy
nothing is wrong
she will tell you
but all of it
is wrong
you slip away
from her
from yourself
from being
you trust less
friends
family
loved ones
things are not good
love is hard
as a cold
stone.
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